User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150429212034/@comment-1298206-20150710131239

''Thanks to Muddjak's tongue, he had been able to avoid a lashing of his own. He shot Wetherlow a sympathetic look while Virago wasn't looking. He had been able to distract the weasel long enough to keep her from inflicting more harm upon Wetherlow, thankfully, but Jujubee had not been so lucky. The vole gazes fretfully at the limp form of Jujubee, the only movement coming from his labored breathing. Had they been able to break the squirrel, whose bold spirit served as a beacon of hope to his fellow slaves?''